[img]http://i.imgur.com/ZEQcnsM.png[/img] [u][b]Phillis Circus: Big Top: Middle Seating[/b][/u] Xandra took one of the few remaining spots in the middle rows of the seats, picking a seat right beside the aisle, a thankfully prime spot to be able to move in any direction, be it to the stage below or the exits above, if she were to need to. She still wasn’t absolutely sure what was occurring with this circus, or what her and the Pride’s plan was to be. Glancing her eyes over the rest of the crowd, she quickly made certain where everyone else was: Syed and Moira were greeted by Lucien towards the front of the stage, whilst their leader Estelle and the small Trixie were seated near the back, close to one of the exits. And within the middle row as well, yet some sizeable distance from her, were Aria and Lute sitting together. Being separated like this made it all even harder. What were they to do when things were to… to go wrong? The reports that one of the performers planned to create an arson scene… not to mention the lack of evidence of any of the missing people they were searching for… it all sent Xandra’s head spinning until she was dizzy. What were the Pride supposed to do? She wasn’t sure, but she was certain of one thing she could do now at the least. Reaching into one of the pouches clipped to her belt’s buckle, she retrieved from it the group’s communicator. Hopefully its’ range would be effective enough to reach from the Circus, back to the village of Morris where Marcus and Amy were. The pair of them might be able to offer them more help or advice… because although they hadn’t yet found any definitive evidence, they [i]had[/i] found that disturbing shrine dedicated to Amy... and so it was the beautiful cleric might know something that could actually help them. The signal was going through, and the connection was made. She could faintly hear Marcus’ voice audit from the device. However, the cacophonous din of the crowd and show from inside… made it almost impossible to hear him or vice versa. Xan cursed, leaping up from her seat and running back up to the tent’s exit. She didn’t like leaving the scene like this, but she needed to talk to both of them asap. --------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/2uDBgEK.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/dO6vRyy.png[/img] [b][u]Phillis Circus: Big Top: Back Seating[/u][/b] “That sounds like a great plan,” Estelle nodded back to Trixie, imparting the small prankster a warm and confident smile. “Perfect, even! If push comes to shove and we need to get our gear, then… you’re the fastest one here to do so. But you wouldn’t be able to carry everything, could you? Have you tried lifting Moira’s sword? I tried that one time and almost broke my back. [i]That[/i] wasn’t fun, let me tell you… huh?” Estelle suddenly stopped, her eyes focusing on the aisle inbetween the rows of seats, and the figure quickly rushing towards the exit. “Xan?” Trixie’s eyebrow shot up. “You think she found something, Super Sis?” “She’s on the communicator,” Replied Estelle. “She’s contacting Marcus and Amy…! Clever girl!” “Ohhh, yeah! Marmar and Ames! Hella yeah! They could help with the weapons, too!”